Prue's Telekinesis - Projected through her eyes, hands, or (in cases of extreme emotional stress) it can culminate freely in her surroundings and usually starts a telekinetic storm where things go flying everywhere and she can't control it.
Prue's Astral Projection - She's gained enough control over it that she can use her telekinesis (hands or eyes)in her astral state, but not her phasing.
Prue's Phasing - She can phase herself, objects, and other people by touching them. (But if you've ever seen Mutant X, she can't touch a wall and phase the entire thing whilst people walk through it or something to that effect.)
Piper's Temporal Stasis (Freezing) - If you remember in That 70's Episode, Little Piper unfroze Andy with just a blink of her eyes. Now that Piper is older and has had her power for so long, she can project it through her hands, eyes, or just by thinking about freezing someone.
Piper's Molecular Acceleration (Exploding) - Again, because she's had this power for quite a while, so she can activate it the same way as her freezing (hands, eyes, or just thinking about exploding something).
Piper's Molecular Deceleration (Slow Motion) - Since it's relatively new to her, she can only activate it (and she's stillgetting use to it) through waving her hands.
Phoebe's Premonitions - She can view them in color or black and white, although they're usually in color. She can see the past, present, and future. She still has to touch things (or sound activated, like when Prue turned into a werewolf)in order to get premonitions, however she can go back and activate her past premonitions. She can also share premonitions with people, through physical touch.
Phoebe's Empathy - She can feel other's emotions, project them to herself (along with powers if the being has magical powers), and now she can also project feelings from one person to another to make them feel each other's emotions.
Paige's Orbing - She can orb herself and others through touch, she can also turn into a stream of orbs and push things around (like we saw in the Charmed episode with the Siren).
Paige's Telekinetic Orbing - Projected through her voice, eyes, hands, thinking, or (in cases of extreme emotional stress) it cancause things goburst into orbs and orb around the room where she can't control it. She is also able to hold people or objects in an orb (but if she leaves a room without summoning them back, they automatically orb back).
Persia's Electrokinesis - She can shoot bolts of electricity through her hands and project it from her body to other objects/people (i.e. shocking Tyler when he touched her shoulder).
Phiona's Orb-telekinesis - She can project orbs through her hands (which act like Prue's TK) and she can create orbs in mid air, without having to shoot them through her hands.
Pandora's Telepathy- She can read minds (even that of the unborn), open up psychic channels between people, and close off psychic channels between people.
Unborn Prutus' Premonitions - Her powers work much like Phoebe's (she can have black and white or colored visions of the past, present, or future), but her visions don't have to be activated by physical touch or sound(although they can be). She can also send them to whoever she pleases, without having to have a physical link to send them.
Change Happens
Chapter 19: A Wild Demon Chase
Persia leaned awkwardly against the edge of her desk, while her classmates huddled around the door. Her mind was swimming. Her talk with Tyler had sent her into a type of daze that, if she didn't know better, she would've thought was a spell.
She desperately wanted to be friends with The Firestarter again. He understood her like nobody else did. It wasn't like she could just go up to anyone and blurt out her witch life story. On the other hand, however, he had tricked her. She didn't want to end up one of those people who ended up in a cycle of forgive and forget. She'd known far too many people like that, and they always ended up the ones that people pitied.
Before her mind could wander any further on the subject, the sharp ring of the bell burst against her ears, and she felt a rush of hair blow past her as her classmates scrambled out the door. She emitted a soft moan, as she rose to her feet and swung her backpack over her back. This is going to be a long weekend. It took her all of ten seconds to scurry out of the room. All she wanted was to get home and curl up in bed.
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Tyler paced back and forth. He was positioned in front of the school, where Phoebe usually picked Persia up about ten minutes after they got out. That is, if she was driving and not using some sort of magical transportation. Persia had told him, most reluctantly, that she'd needed time to think. He'd crossed his fingers and hoped that an entire class period was enough to do just that. He came to an abrupt halt when he saw a glimpse of her face through the throng of people coming his way. His heart gave a little jump.
The blonde teen grabbed ahold of the door and swung it open, only to scrunched between the door and the brick wall of the school as a stream of High School kids pushed their way through the Baker High doors. Finally, he squirmed out, just in time to grab Persia's arm. Bad move. No sooner had he done so, did he feel himself slammed back against the wall again. He moaned, and at the same time he heard the brunette witch gasp. "S-sorry," he moaned, rubbing his head.
"Geeze, Tyler!" Persia grabbed him by the arm and tugged him around the corner of the school, away from prying eyes and sensitive ears. "You can't just sneak up on people like that! Least of all a Halliwell!" She folded her arms over her chest and leaned indignantly against the wall.
"I didn't mean-"
"Look," she interrupted. "I just haven't had enough time, okay? There's a lot going on right now, if you haven't figured that out already."
"I know. Your aunt is my whitelighter, you know. She gives me the same speech every time I ask about you."
The brunette looked surprised. "You ask about me?"
Rose flooded his cheeks. "Y-yeah, some-sometimes." He closed his eyes as the warm feeling in his cheeks flooded his entire body. He hated that he couldn't control his bodily reactions, such as blushing. In fact, he found that he seemed to be doing a lot more often lately. Especially when he spoke of one particular Halliwell witch.
When he opened them, he also opened his mouth in an attempt to fix the situation. It was at that moment that he saw the look on Persia's face literally fall. "Did I say so-" He didn't have time to finish. Before he knew it, her body was falling towards him! Instinctively, his arms shot out and caught her against his strong chest. "Persia?" He pushed the witch against the wall, steadying her with one hand as he pulled the other back. "Per-" His face paled, as he saw his blood drenched hand. His soft eyes traveled immediately to her stomach, spotting a gaping hole the size of a small child's fist. "Persia!"
His eyes darted around for any sign of the demon that had surely done this to her, but there was none. Then, from him peripheral vision, he saw a flash of a dark shadow. His head swiveled around in time to see it move across the cement. "I don't know what you are," he growled. "But I'm going to make you pay!" His eyes burned with determination. Sparks of red and orange erupted across the ground and flared upward into huge, licking flames. He narrowed his eyes and another bought of fire sprang up, this time on the grass.
Ohanzee loomed just inches from the flames, hidden within the shadow of Baker High's roof. His shadowy hand arced out and a dark shadow sphere culminated above it. He took aim, and moved into the light. He didn't realize that as he did so, a cloud also moved past the sun, allowing it glare down on the licking flames. The shadow demon was far too busy steadying his arm to see the shadow of the licking flames shift position in time with the shifting of the sun's rays. His hand curved right into their flickering shadow. A deafening roar exploded from seemingly everywhere. His shadow ball diminished instantly, and shadow flames shot up his dark arm. He moved with stealth, away from the shadow of the flames and disappeared into the grass.
"Dear god! Please don't let me be too late!"
Tyler looked up at the sound of the precognitive Charmed One's voice. "She's hurt really bad!"
Phoebe shoved past the blonde, and scooped her eldest daughter into her arms. "Oh no. No. No. No. No. No!" Her eyes flashed to the sky. "Leo! Leo!"
A trail of orbs descended from the clear blue sky. They began to multiply and spiral into a huge column, which gave birth do the angelic blonde whitelighter that the entire Halliwell family knew and loved. He didn't need any instruction. Phoebe's frantic voice had said it all. He placed his hands to bloody hole in Persia's chest and a cleansing beam of healing energy envelope her chest. It was so bright, so powerful, that it literally blinded both Tyler and Phoebe. "How did this happen?"
"I-I d-don't know," the blonde teenager stuttered. "I was trying to talk to her, and suddenly she fell into my arms." He flicked his gaze in the direction of the raging flames on the grass. "I started fires, but I didn't see anything. Except..."
"Except what?" Phoebe asked urgently. She hadn't seen the attacker in her premonition, just Persia falling into Tyler's arms. She did, however, have her suspicions.
"A shadow," he breathed. "I saw a shadow. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw this shadowy form moving across the ground."
"And he just left?"
"No. It was after I started the fire."
"Fire?" Phoebe squeezed her daughter's limp hand. "Ohanzee's weakness is fire? That just doesn't seem right."
"I'm sorry."
Phoebe was about to respond, when Persia's gasp averted her attention. "Persia!" Without meaning to, she shoved her brother-in-law aside, and pulled the electric witch into her arms. "I thought I was too late."
"Mom," Persia murmured from behind a swathe of Phoebe's hair. "Air!"
----Flashback----
Paige let go of Prue's hand as Phoebe's eyes opened.
Phoebe looked right at Prue. "Prue! I knew it was you!" Phoebe yelped with joy. Phoebe jumped up and threw her arms are Prue, instantly making them both fall backwards onto the ground. "I missed you so much!" Phoebe said, her voice almost screaming with joy.
"Air becoming an issue..." Prue mumbled.
Phoebe's face turned red and she let go of Prue and moved back.
----Flashback----
"Phoebe?" Leo placed a comforting hand on the Charmed One's shoulder.
"Mom?" Persia asked in partial disbelief. "Are you...are you crying?"
Phoebe sniffled as she wiped her nose with the sleeve of her shirt. "I'm sorry," she sobbed. "It's just that, well, you reminded me of something.
Persia leaned weakly against the brick wall. "Of what, may I ask?"
Phoebe squeezed her eldest's hand again. "Prue."
Persia's lips pursed. She wasn't sure what to say to that, or if she should say anything at all. Her Aunt Prue had been such a horribly touchy subject lately, and understandably so. "I'm sorry."
"No." Phoebe dabbed the corners of her eyes with her sleeve, which left murky black smears on her cuff. "It's a good thing. It reminded me of the day she came back to us. The day that all four of us were finally under the same roof."
"Phoebe."
Leo's concerned voice brought the Charmed One out of her fantastical daydream, and back to the matter at hand. "Right. Look, Leo, I think you should take Persia home. I've got Pam and the girls in the car, so I'll be there in a while. But I watch Persia with Piper, in case Ohanzee goes after her again."
"Ohanzee?" The Firestarter looked utterly confused. "Who's that?"
"A nasty demon," Leo informed.
"Then I want to-"
"Absolutely not! It's bad enough he's out to get the rest of the Warren line. We don't need him after you too." Phoebe wagged her index finger in clear disapproval. "Leo, go on. I'll meet you soon." She kissed her daughter's forehead. "Be careful. This demon is really dangerous. I'm sure Piper will brief you when you get there."
"But mom-"
"No buts. Get going, the both of you." She rested her hands squarely on her hips.
"You're the boss," Persia snorted as she laid a hand on her uncle's shoulder. "Orb me up, Scotty!" No sooner had the words left her mouth, did her body cave into an explosion of orbs and swirl upwards towards the blue sky.
"Ms. Halliwell-"
"Sorry Tyler, I've gotta go. I'll see you later, okay? Oh, but before you leave, you'll probably want to put those out. They could be a safety hazard." She indicated the flickering fires behind Tyler. While his line of vision followed her outstretched arm, she jetted away from the school as fast as her three inch heels would allow. She did not want to wait around for the protest, which she could feel was coming on. Teenagers are so predictable.
"Agh!" Tyler placed his hands to his temples in frustration. Unfortunately the emotionally stressed young man only managed to further infuriate the blaze. This power still sucks. I wish I had Piper's ability to freeze. His nose twitched in annoyance. The flames were becoming so hot that he could feel the heat. If he didn't put them out soon, they were bound to draw attention. A spell. I need a spell. What rhymes with fire? He almost chuckled to himself at the first thought that came to mind.
"Brighter brighter grass on fire, ice these flames to prevent something far dire!" All he'd done was reword a classic childhood rhyme, but its effect was the desired one. A thin layer of ice spread rapidly over the licking flames. A dark spiral of smoke rose up from the grass and dissipated into the air, leaving what appeared to be a mini ice rink over the grass. Pleased with him work, Tyler marched off to find his car. Now that that had been taken care of, he had only one destination in mind. The Halliwell Manor.
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"Any leads?" Persia asked as she stepped into the attic. She had a blue-gray bath towel in her hand, and was dabbing the ends of her golden brown hair with it.
Piper placed her hands on her hips in exasperation. "Nada." She flashed a sympathetic look towards her niece. "Did you have any luck getting the green demons guts out of your hair?"
Persia wrinkled her nose in disgust. "Let's just say that all of the Pantene Pro-V is out, and Uncle Leo's strawberry-kiwi Fructis is half gone."
Piper's eyes shot open. "Leo's Fructis shampoo? I always thought that was Paige's!"
"See! Now this is why we need to work on communication in this family!"
"How do you know it's Leo's?"
"I found out about a year ago, when I ran out of mine and went to borrow some. Like you, I thought it was Aunt Paige's and when I asked her and it wasn't, I naturally assumed it was yours, because I know mom doesn't use it. So I asked Uncle Leo if he thought you would mind because for some reason or another, I couldn't find you." Her lips curved into a wicked smile.
"And he actually admitted it to you?"
"Well, he didn't want me to ask you about it. Oh gosh, you should've seen his face. It was so redI thought all of the blood in his body musta rushed to his face."
"Whose face?" Leo appeared in the doorway, with a dopey grin on his face.
"Yours," Piper snickered.
Leo's brows shot up. "What?"
"From what I hear, it was as red as the strawberries in your strawberry-kiwi Fructis!"
"You!" Leo pointed accusingly at Persia.
"Dude," Persia said raising her hands in defeat. "It's not my fault. You know my mom can't keep a secret. You should've thought about that before you told me to keep quiet. I think it's genetic."
Piper slunk over to her husband and wrapped her arms around his neck. "No wonder you always smell so good."
"In coming!" A mushroom cloud of dust burst from the other side of the attic, as Cole hurdled through the door and made a crash landing.
Piper's hands flew out before her, activating her very first power. The dust cloud stopped mid motion, Cole was half standing when he became statue-like, and Leo had been halted just as he had opened his mouth to say something. "Do you see anything?"
Small neon sparks flickered around the tips of her fingers. "No."
"Shadows, Persia. Keep watching for shadows."
"Piper!" Leo jumped into motion again, diving at his wife and forcing them both into orbs just as a spherical shadow came flying across the floor at her. The sphere shot through the shadow of their orbs and sped across the ground until it came in contact with the shadow of a box. The box in question became a pile of ash in no time.
Persia laced her fingers together and turned her palms outward, summoning a giant neon bolt. It charged for the looming shadow in the center of the room and hit its target dead center. Unfortunately the floor exploded in the said spot, but the shadow appeared unharmed.
"You can't wound him that way," Cole bellowed as he appeared behind his step-daughter. He slid his arms around her waist and shimmered them away.
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"You brought the kids this time?"
Phoebe moved to the demon until the blue shield rose up between them. "Pearl."
The eldest Blessed One spread her fingers as if to hold something of significant weight. A small sphere of white light began to culminate in her hand which slowly grew until it reached the size of an overgrown grapefruit. Her arm reared back and she cast the weapon against the shield.
"Again!"
Pearl waved her hand against the smoke from the clash of her power against the shield. Again, she summoned another light ball and threw it against the force field.
"It won't work. You don't have enough power," Raynor sneered.
"You wanna bet your life on that?" Pearl swirled her palms together as she summoned another light ball. It hit the shield with a bang, literally sending her sliding across the cave on her ass.
"How much ya got, squirt?" Raynor's fingers twitched.
Phoebe's nostrils flared at the comment. She activated her empathic powers in order to summon Pearl's powers to herself. Two are better than one, she mentally reasoned. As Pearl gathered herself, Phoebe wiggled her fingers to create one of Pearl's exploding light balls. A primal growl emitted from her throat as she hurled the weapon against the force field. It crackled and flickered. "Pearl, keep going at it!" She knew she was close. Now she just needed to figure out how to summon her newest power advancement.
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"Whoa..." Chase Hockley wobbled away from Phiona with his hands clenched around his stomach. "Where are we?"
"I don't know.." Phiona's head wobbled loosely on her shoulders as she gazed around the pristinely white room.
"Phiona?"
The Blessed One whirled around to face her youngest aunt. "Aunt Paige! Oh good, the spell took me to the right place." Suddenly her smile faded as she realized Paige was propped up in a hospital bed, with an IV in her arm. "Uhm, what's going on?"
"I asked you first," the Charmed One countered.
"I went over to Chase's house after school. But then I got a distressed message from Pandora, so I wrote a transport spell to take us to the Manor. She said that Aunt Phoebe just dropped her off there, but she couldn't find anyone-"
"So you just left her home alone?" Paige nearly screeched.
"No! She's with Uncle Andy. But she couldn't find anyone with powers," Phiona explained.
"Phoebe just dropped her off?" Paige asked, returning to her earlier statement.
The Blessed One nodded in confirmation.
"Shit." Paige glanced up at the blinds on the window of the hospital room. "Uh, okay, gather 'round." She narrowed her eyes and a stream of orbs ran across the top of the blinds, unlatching them an allowing them to drop down over the window. Then she flicked her wrist in the direction of the door. An orb or two popped from the keyhole. "Let's go."
Chase's skin appeared a slight green color. "Is this gonna be as bad as that spell?"
Paige curled her fist around her IV stand. "It's not that bad once you get used to it," she promised.
"Oh cr-" His voice faded into the air as he was swooped up into Paige's orbs.
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"I can't sense her." Leo's pastel gaze landed on his Charmed wife.
"She's in the Underworld," Piper glowered. "That little witch!"
"She has no backup! Why would she-"
"She took Pearl and Pam."
Cole swiveled around to see Paige, Phiona, and Chase standing in the doorway of his living room.
"Paige! You're supposed to be in the hospital!"
"What?" Paige jiggled the rolling IV stand. "I brought the IV with me."
"She took Pam? How do you know?" Cole interjected.
"Because I can't sense either of them, and from what Pandora says, Phoebe just dropped her off at the Manor and had Pam shimmer them somewhere."
"Shit!"
"My sentiments exactly." Paige was about to roll her eyes when a small shiver ran down her spine. The tiny hairs on her arms and the back of her neck stood to attention. "Guys, something's coming!" No sooner had the words left her mouth, did the glass coffee table explode outwards.
Phiona's hands thrust outwards on instinct. A cloud of orbs appeared in between the group nearest to the gleaming shards, catching them in a net of telekinetic orbs. From a viewer's standpoint, it would appear as though the orbs were a giant bowl that contained lethal glass shards.
"Mr. Wyatt!" Chase shouted. His hand arced outwards, pointing to a burly shadow that was crossing the room.
Ohanzee shifted position at the sound of Chase's voice and in his shadowy hand the silhouette of a sword materialized. It hadn't been there two seconds, before it was trying for a head on collision with Chase's shadow.
Phiona retracted one hand away from the direction of the glass shards, and directed towards her best friend. A stream of single file orbs erupted from her palm and swarmed around Chase, lifting him also to the ceiling. In turn his shadow also moved, and the shadow sword just grazed the boy's ankle. "Chase, are you okay?"
Chase scrunched his eyes in pain, as a small red spot began to bleed through his sock. "Yeah, I'm fine. Phiona, put me down and throw an orb blast to the side of him!"
"What?"
"Just do it!"
The Blessed One hesitated, before bringing her friend to the floor and then averting her attention to the wall. Her hand shot out and a stream of orbs billowed from her palm, shooting directly for the shadow. It didn't move and she knew, from what her Aunt Paige had said, that it wouldn't hurt him.
"To the side!" The mortal shrieked.
"Chase-"
"Now!"
The young whitewitch twisted her wrist counterclockwise, redirecting the stream to the side of the shadow, now aiming them at the wall. The shadow of the orbs twisted, now heading straight for Ohanzee. To her surprise, Ohanzee's dark form went reeling across the white wall.
"What the hell?"
Although in pain, Chase still manage to grin. "Take that, asshole!"
"Whatever happened, do it again!" Piper yelled across the room.
Before she could summon another stream of pummeling orbs, however, Ohanzee slunk into the wall and disappeared from Cole's house.
"How did you know to do that?" Leo inquired.
"I didn't." Chase slouched to the ground, holding his bloody ankle.
Leo moved towards the mortal, knelt down, and placed his hands over the kid's wound. "What, exactly, did you do?"
"I observed," Chase snorted. "He attacked my shadow with his shadow sword thing. The logical idea was to attack him with a shadow." He motioned towards the indentation on the wall. "Apparently nobody else had thought of that yet?"
The two Charmed sisters shared disbelieving looks.
TO BE CONTINUED...
